Chapter 6

The starry night is like washing.

Qin Yu had just returned home after a day of training, when the Great Elder sent someone to take him to Zhenwu Pavilion.

At this time, many people gathered in the hall on the first floor of Zhenwu Pavilion, the elders of various family branches had already arrived.

Qin Changlong, the great elder of the Qin family, stood in front of the tall statue of the Martial God, with his back to the door and his hands behind his back.

As soon as Qin Yu stepped into the Zhenwu Pavilion, he immediately turned around and said, "Qin Yu, for the future of the family, hand over the Zhenwu Order!"

Qin Yu frowned, he didn't expect this to happen.

Although the Qin family is a martial arts family in Suzaku City, since Qin Yu's father Qin Xuanji disappeared, the Qin family has no strong support and has gradually declined. The elders of all parties often quarrel with each other in order to compete for the remaining resources of the family.

Although the Qin family has fallen, there are still some foundations.

Zhenwu Pavilion is the foundation of the Qin family.

In order to occupy the Zhenwu Pavilion, the Great Elder Qin Changlong forced the Zhenwu Pavilion into the family ancestral property 15 years ago.

However, the Zhenwu Pavilion was created by Qin Xuanji alone, so the token "Zhenwu Token" representing the identity of the pavilion owner has always been in Qin Yu's hands.

Now Qin Changlong wants to take away the Zhenwu Token as well, and completely control the Zhenwu Pavilion in his hands.

……

"The real military order was left to me by my father, why should I give it to you?" Qin Yu saw through the faces of these people at a glance, and naturally refused to hand over the real military order.

"Huh!" Qin Changlong snorted coldly and scolded, "You know how bad your martial arts talent is. You haven't condensed your true energy at the age of 15, and you still have to stick to your true martial arts order. You want the entire Qin family to give you a lot of money." To be buried with you!"

"That's right, I didn't condense my true essence at the age of 15, and I've completely embarrassed my Qin family."

"That's right, hand over the real military order!"

Qin Changlong pointed at Qin Yu and cursed: "Our Qin family didn't end up like this, it's all because of this trash. The fate of my Qin family must not be ruined by your hands!"

Qin Yu did not have real energy in his body, but he didn't bother to explain it to these people.

"The decline of the family began 15 years ago. At that time, I was still breastfeeding, and the responsibility for the decline of the family was placed on me. Can you show some face?" Qin Yu sneered, "It's mine. Responsibility, it is better to say that you are incompetent!"

"You bastard who says you are incompetent! How dare you talk to us like that." Qin Changlong and the other elders were furious.

Qin Yu glanced at the people present, his eyes were full of indifference: "When the Qin family fell, it was my father who was born out of nowhere. With his own power, he saved the family from falling, worshiped the gods of the Southern Territory, and took command of the Divine Flame Army. , Forged the supreme glory of the Qin family. However, after the disappearance of my father, you cystic worms sat on the mountain, and the family became what it is now."

Speaking of this, Qin Yu turned his gaze to the Great Elder Qin Changlong, and said coldly: "If even one of you has one-tenth of my father's talent, the Qin family will not fall to this point!"

When these words of cruelty were spoken, the cheeks of those present twitched.

"What a blunt bastard!" Qin Changlong was furious after being stabbed in public, pointing at Qin Yu and yelling, "Come on! Hold down this trash and search out the real martial arts order!"

As soon as the order was issued, two family guards immediately came out, one on the left and one on the right, holding Qin Yu down, and they were about to search him.

At this moment, there was a shout from outside the gate.

"stop!"

Everyone looked around, only to see an old man in his 60s with a haggard face, wearing coarse linen clothes and a bamboo bamboo hat, dragging a big broom into Zhenwu Pavilion.

Most of the people present knew this old man and usually called him Uncle Zhou.

Uncle Zhou is the servant in charge of guarding the Zhenwu Academy. His daily work is to clean the courtyard and guard the gate.

However, few people remember his former identity.

He walked into the Zhenwu Pavilion, threw the broom on the ground, straightened his rickety body, looked directly at Qin Changlong, and a fierce murderous aura spread out, shouting loudly.

"The Divine Flame Army is not dead yet! Who dares to touch the son of the general!"

Qin Changlong's eyelids twitched, and he immediately remembered the old man's past identity.

This old man was obviously the former member of the Shenyan Army 15 years ago. He used to fight with Qin Xuanji on the battlefield. He was stabbed several times on the battlefield and was brought back to the family by Qin Xuanji to recuperate.

After Qin Xuanji's disappearance, this old man stayed in the Qin family's current family, and he talked very little on weekdays, almost making people forget his former identity.

However, the murderous aura emanating from the old man just now was brave and sturdy, shocking.

This is the bloody battle field, forged between life and death. Qin Changlong and other family moths couldn't bear it at all, and his heart trembled when he stopped drinking.

After a few breaths, Qin Changlong came back to his senses, his face darkened and he shouted: "It's not your turn to intervene in the affairs of my Qin family!"

The old man stared at Qin Changlong with his head raised, and said in a deep voice: "I can't manage the family affairs of the Qin family, but I warn you that although 15 years have passed, my former branch of the Shenyan Army is still waiting for the return of the general. Do you have the courage to touch the general's son?" Try it and see which one of my Divine Flame Army will let you go!"

"Uncle Zhou..."

Qin Yu looked sideways at the old man in his dying years, feeling a lot of emotion in his heart. The old man didn't talk much on weekdays, but he took good care of himself. It turned out that he was his father's old department.

"Hmph! What kind of nonsense, the Divine Flame Army, is a banner that no longer exists." Qin Changlong cursed inwardly, but dared not say it out of his mouth.

Because the reputation of the Divine Flame Army was too strong back then, even though it was withdrawn 15 years ago, the name of the Divine Flame Army still made many people afraid.

However, there are some secrets hidden in this name, which makes the word "Shenyan Army" a taboo, and most people dare not mention it.

"The Qin family has a family rule for a long time, and the position of the master of the Zhenwu Pavilion is reserved for those who are capable. Qin Yu, a trash who doesn't even have any real energy, is not qualified to inherit the Zhenwu Pavilion!"

Qin Changlong then said complacently: "In comparison, my son Qin Tianyue is different. Tianyue practiced his true energy at the age of five, and opened his chakras at the age of seven. This year, he is already a peak warrior of the ninth rank, with outstanding martial arts talent. , not under Qin Xuanji back then. Tianyue is the hope of my Qin family's revival, if the Zhenwu Pavilion is not passed on to such a family genius, is it going to rot in the hands of this trash?"

"That's right! The Zhenwu Pavilion must not let waste inherit." The elders of the same faction as the Great Elder immediately echoed.

"This waste was brought back from the outside, maybe it's a wild species, the blood of the Qin family can't give birth to a waste that can't condense true essence at the age of 15!"

"Hand over the real military order!"

"Hand over the real military order!"

Qin Changlong raised his hand to suppress the noise of the crowd, and said triumphantly: "My son Tianyue is coming back from Canglong City today to prepare for this year's Qianlong Ranking Competition at Shengwu Academy. Among the Qin family, I am the only one His son's outstanding talent is qualified to inherit the Zhenwu Pavilion. Therefore, today's Zhenwu Order, you have to hand it in, or you have to hand it in if you don't! Come, take it for me!"

"Who dares!" Uncle Zhou yelled loudly, "If you want to move the general's son, you must step over my corpse first!"

At this moment, a light voice came from outside the door. The voice didn't sound loud, but it could be heard clearly in everyone's ears.

"Then go to die."

Everyone looked around, only to see a young warrior of an age wearing luxurious martial arts robes walking in from the door.

This young martial artist has a face like a crown of jade, and looks elegant, but there is a pretentious arrogance in his expression. He is Qin Tianyue, the son of the Great Elder Qin Changlong.

Qin Changlong bought a place to go to Canglong City to practice at a high price a few years ago, and let his son, who is extremely talented, go to practice.

Qin Tianyue came back at this time to participate in the Qianlong Ranking Competition of Shengwu Academy to be held a month later.

He opened the last chakra "Shenting Chakra" of the True Origin Meridian half a year ago, and his strength has reached the peak of a ninth-rank warrior, ranking third in the Qianlong list of Shengwu Academy.

It is very hopeful to win the first place in this year's Qianlong ranking competition and enter the Tianweiyuan ahead of schedule.

As the son of the Great Elder, Qin Tianyue can be said to want the wind to get the wind and the rain to get the rain in the Qin family, and the Zhenwu Pavilion is also in his pocket.

Qin Tianyue stepped into the Zhenwu Pavilion, and the aura of a ninth-rank peak warrior spread out, showing his sharpness, so that people around him dared not face him directly.

"Tianyue, you are finally back, hahaha..." Qin Changlong laughed happily when he saw the return of the martial arts genius he had cultivated by himself.

"Tianyue, you rest on the side first, and my father will help you win the real martial arts order soon, and let you go to the third level to comprehend martial arts and prepare for the Qianlong ranking competition. Among the Qin family, only you are worthy of this block token."

Qin Tianyue lightly raised his hand, and said proudly: "Don't bother father, it is destined to be mine, so let me take it myself."

After he finished speaking, he turned to Uncle Zhou, and said with great conceit: "When I was born, I was doomed. This era will belong to me, Qin Tianyue. All the Divine Flame Army are just the dust of history. What I want, you I can’t stop it. If you dare to stop me, why not kill you?”

As the word "kill" was exited, Qin Tianyue raised his right hand and slowly extended his true energy towards Uncle Zhou.

Uncle Zhou focused his eyes, and quickly moved enough real energy to support his palm.

The two of them didn't move fast, but they had enough real energy in their hands, and they fought with pure energy.

After the real yuan collided, Qin Tianyue raised the corners of his mouth, and said contemptuously: "You are so weak, how can you have the courage to speak out? One move is enough to defeat you. Watch it! Baichuang Shenquan Shaking Thousand Mountains!"

Bang!
There was a loud explosion, and Uncle Zhou flew out and hit the ground heavily.

"Uncle Zhou!" Qin Yu rushed over to help the old man up, and asked with concern, "Are you alright?"

Uncle Zhou pressed his chest, spit out a mouthful of blood with a "poof", his face was as pale as paper.

Qin Yu turned his head and glared at Qin Tianyue, gritted his teeth and said angrily, "You can hit such a heavy hand on an old man!"

With his hands behind his back, Qin Tianyue looked at the two of them with eyes like looking at ants, and said with a contemptuous smile: "It's just a lesson to a servant who doesn't know how to be respectful, what's the big deal?"

"Damn it!" Qin Yu was already furious, but he only got the True Martial Arts Secret Code yesterday, and only opened one chakra until now, so his strength is still too weak.

Compared with a Tier [-] warrior, how much is the difference in strength by more than a hundred times?
Qin Tianyue looked down at Qin Yu from a high position, and said contemptuously, "I've heard about your trash name, and I don't bother to fight you. Hand over the real martial order, and get out!"

"Don't even think about it!" Qin Yu roared and punched Qin Tianyue.

"Looking for a fight!" Qin Tianyue snorted contemptuously, and raised his hand to meet Qin Yu's fist.

Bang!
The two fists with a hundred times difference in strength collided, and Qin Yu was instantly sent flying by the force of the fist, and fell heavily to the ground.

While Qin Tianyue knocked Qin Yu away, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the Zhenwu Ling in his hand.

Then he walked up to the central steps of the Zhenwu Pavilion with the Zhenwu Token, held up the Zhenwu Token, and announced loudly: "From today on, I, Qin Tianyue, will be the master of the Zhenwu Pavilion. One month later, the Qianlong Ranking Competition, It will be the time when my Qin family's prestige will be revived."

Qin Yu tried his best to get up, suppressed the overwhelming anger in his chest, and shouted word by word: "Qin! God! Yue!"

Qin Tianyue turned his head to look over, raised his head and said proudly: "The Zhenwu Pavilion is for those who are capable. You don't deserve it, so recognize the reality."

"Very good! Those who are capable live here!" Qin Yu repeated this sentence, "You wait! What you took from me, I will definitely take it back with my own hands!"

"Okay, I'll wait for you." Qin Tianyue said with a contemptuous smile, "However, in a month's time after the Qianlong Ranking Competition, I will win the top spot and enter the Celestial Academy, starting my Qin Tianyue era. At that time, there will be no free time to play with ants like you."

"One month is one month! If you win the Qianlong Ranking Competition, I will make you pay for what you did today!" Qin Yu gritted his teeth and said angrily.

"Hahaha..." Qin Tianyue seemed to have heard the most ridiculous joke in the world, and said arrogantly, "If you dare to participate in the Qianlong Ranking Competition in a month's time, I will let you know, you and I The gap between is called despair."

(End of this chapter)

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